You ask me why I’m nice to you, ” he said. “Why, why, why. But you don’t ask me stuff that matters. Who I am or where I been. What I see when I look at you. What I want.

Family tragedies had a way of smashing everything apart and then gluing it all back together. The problem was no one ever knew how long the glue would hold.

Through pictures, we cut reality in pieces. We selected only the choicest moments, discarding the rest as if they'd never happened.

There was no going back to the way things were, because all you ever got was the way things are.

It seemed everything that had ever lived and died in this world had passed through here, had left its indelible imprint.

For all its ridiculous imperfections, life is pretty damn perfect sometimes.

We sometimes have to experience pain for us to have a story to tell.

I had crossed the line. I was free but there was no one to welcome me to the land of freedom. I was a stranger in a strange land.

I have to feel something emotionally on the story to be able to write for it. I turn things down if I don't feel I'm really right to tell that particular story.

Prayer is the Lord's great sterilizer against the germs of spiritual disease.

If I read a scary story in the newspaper, I find I'm haunted by it.

When G-Dragon released 'Heart Breaker', I remember it. The reactions to when that was released as opposed to 'One of a Kind' is really like heaven and hell.

We had better dispense with the personification of evil, because it leads, all too easily, to the most dangerous kind of war: religious war.

I am powerful because of who and what I am. Not because of who I am not.

For me now, it's about what you would write and what you wouldn't write, and that's how I select what I am going to do. It can be quite nice being brought a concept by a studio for me to work on.

Let a disciple live as Christ lived, and he will easily believe in living again as Christ does.